he left a legacy of unpaid bills
from a long lingering illness
those left behind will have to accept
...
i have endured the pain
of letting you go
but not the pain of
losing that one chance
...
Her lips form
the sweetest smiles
They say it melts
the deepest scars
...
My fragile soul needed
to take refuge in the
shield of your love
...
It has become a pattern
Sundays are rest days
But not for our cleaning lady
And the guy who mows
...
Old photographs
make me smile
I see myself in
another time
...
you were a song from a near forgotten
summer of long ago
echoing the tune of a foreboding storm
but is welcomed nonetheless
...
my dog was scratching
like crazy and biting
his paws endlessly
i felt his discomfort
...
she was agonizing
for a child she lost
unexpectedly
i told her i can feel
...